The Demon in the Mirror

Dongli Town is peaceful and peaceful, and no major events have ever happened. Although Mr. Zhao was concealed by Xie Zuo's possession, the family of Zhao had many leaks.

As soon as Mrs. Zhao's carriage appeared in the town, some people watched it and heard that it was a trip to visit relatives, but who knows whether to go to a mana with high mana. Last time, he invited a monk.

When she arrived at Zhao's house, Mrs. Zhao got out of the car and asked the housekeeper: "How's the old man going?"

Before the ending sounded down, she heard a man sharply cover his throat and said, "Oh, oh, where is the woman, not as pretty as I am."

Mrs. Zhao was shocked, and looked at the middle-aged man who was leaning on the gate and had a burly but heavy makeup, and took a pink veil on his face. His face was painful and embarrassing: "Master ..."

Westwind, who got off the bus, looked up and almost didn't roll off the car.

Master Zhao with red lips and pink cheeks looked at the west wind and hummed softly: "Where is this little goblin, still not as good-looking as I am." Just after he finished speaking, he saw the man coming down from the wagon again. Immediately twisting his thick waist and walking towards Qingyuan, "Oh, where is the handsome son, let the slave family wait for you."

Everyone felt cold and almost spit out.

Qingyuan also subconsciously backed away, this man was strangely charming.

Xifeng also shivered and immediately stopped in front of Qingyuan. Mrs. Zhao was angry and ashamed, trembling: "You are not happy to put the master back, shameful!"

The next man hurried forward to stop him and put back Mr. Zhao. Master Zhao kicked his legs in the air and shouted: "Son, don't go, son, come here, come here."

Xifeng rubbed his stomach and still wanted to vomit. Junlang Xiaosheng is so charming that he is a burly man with a mustache.

No, I want to vomit.

Mrs. Zhao embarrassed: "Let the girl laugh." She looked at the neighborhood neighbor who was talking about it. Without saying much, she apologized to her again and led her inside.

When Xifeng entered the gate, he saw a house full of demon spirits. The demon spirits were not full-bodied and somewhat thin, but shrouded above Zhao's house. The monster didn't seem to hurt people's minds, and it was a little bit of a lack of heart-without a lack of heart, how could you see the demon catcher still not running.

Mrs. Zhao made people close the door, and finally the expression of tension for a long time finally came off, and even sighed: "The girl just saw it, my lord, this is the situation now."

"It was indeed entangled with monsters."

"Will that girl open the altar?"

"No, the monster is not terrible."

Mrs. Zhao twiddled: "Girls don't want to be brave ... If it's not great, why didn't you just accept it?"

Xifeng said: "Ma'am, people are watching people outside. If the monster runs out and attaches to others, it will be troublesome. And as soon as the monster leaves, Master Zhao wakes up and finds that he has become that way, and is stared at by everyone. Look, then where can he put his face. "

Mrs. Zhao suddenly realized that she looked at her carefully again, and felt that the girl had both internal and external cultivation, and the person looked handsome. The more she looked, the more she liked it. She said: "Girl, can you have a marriage? Our Zhao's wife. "

"It's not married yet, but ..." Xifeng looked at the back. The Tsing Yi man was a little far away, and she turned back and said softly, "I have someone I like."

Mrs. Zhao also looked back and smiled without mentioning it.

Mr. Zhao has been locked back into the room. He has not made a big noise, but he has been squeezing his voice in a sharp voice and whispering. If it is replaced by a woman ’s voice, it must be gentle and charming, but it is a big five Middle-aged man.

Xifeng listened for a while, and expressed deep sympathy for the servants who had been under the caretaker. They had to pretend to be calm and loose, because they would listen day and night.

The west wind patted their shoulders and said, "Little brothers are working hard, please go down first."

The people were relieved, and with the permission of Mrs. Zhao, they hurried away. Xifeng said to Mrs. Zhao again: "After Mrs. Goes out, close the door of the yard. It will be good soon. Don't be afraid to hear any movements, and don't come in. It's best to go to the water now, listen to my order, and come in and lift your house Master go to bath. "

"Good, the girl is hard, you have to be more careful." Mrs. Zhao was anxious, not too worried about her husband, but for the sake of the overall situation, she still endured the pain and waited for their spell to succeed.

Qingyuan listened to the movement in the house and asked, "Is that man a man or a woman?"

"The man is just possessed by the female monster, and he looks like a man or a woman." Xifeng drew out the flute, and even the skill of the sword was saved. The monster was really weak, and she didn't need to take it seriously. . But it was uncomfortable to think that the monster twisted Master Zhao's body and flattered her towards Qingyuan. "Don't go in."

"why?"

The West Wind exasperated: "I'm in front, you're off."

Qingyuan was very clear, thinking that the monster was not powerful, he did not follow, and stood outside waiting for her.

Before the door was pushed open, Qingyuan vaguely felt that someone was crouching on the wall and staring at them. He looked there, but no one was there. The man moved quickly, but he didn't have any spiritual power. He was a mortal.

It is also great for mortals to have this skill.

Want to praise people.

But that person just didn't come out.

The door was pushed open by the west wind, and there was no sound in the back room.

The room was full of the scent of rouge gouache and a smell of beasts. The west wind covered his nose slightly and did not see Master Zhao. Suddenly someone asked: "Are you looking for me?"

Xifeng turned around immediately, and I saw that Zhao, who had strong makeup, had rushed up and wanted to grab her clothes. Xifeng chuckled, waved the flute, and swept out an aura, directly patting Master Zhao's shoulder.

Grandpa Zhao screamed and looked at her angrily, covering her arms.

Westwind knew that it was weak, but did not expect to be weak like this: "Little monster, just like you, do you want to harm mortals? It's too much to control."

She thought, just this kind of monster, that the high-powered monk invited by Mrs. Zhao even ran out of her legs, it was a fake monk.

"You, how can you humiliate people?" Mr. Zhao's eyes dimmed and grieved, "How can I harm mortals."

Westwind shouted coldly, and said, "You are not harming people yet? Why do you want to be human?"

"Because my grandmother said, we foxes have to practice Meigong with men. I am practicing."

Xifeng is not a fox, but at least he has dealt with foxes. In general, foxes are very deserving of their duties. As for this Meigong ... she blinked her eyes: "Isn't it right? ..." , But it's not that you get on the man's body and then twist your body to wink at the man and send Qiubo. "

Little fox: "Really?"

"Yes. So you come out of Master Zhao's body, don't play."

The little fox fell into contemplation, suddenly thinking that she was a demon catcher, and said angrily: "I don't believe it, you just want me to come out!"

If it does n’t work, then it ’s just rough. Westwind still didn't turn the flute into a sword. This fox had Lord Zhao's body on it. She could hurt her employer.

When the little fox saw that she was going to use force again, she threw herself up again, fearlessly, four inches away. She was knocked on the head by the flute suddenly, making her dizzy. Look again, the flute is poking into her heart.

The little fox was shocked, and this panic came out of Mr. Zhao's body and instantly turned into a charming girl.

Xifeng glanced, and the flute almost fell in her hand. She finally knew why the monk ran away, not because his mana was not strong enough, but ... but after the little fox was out of luck, he didn't wear clothes!

Where is the figure of a little fox, she turned into a girl, her eyebrows are slender and watery, she is very charming, and she has a peach cheek face. The body is like jade fat, and the double peaks are round like snow mountains side by side. She floated gently in the air, looked at her with finger, and looked wronged and delicate, with thousands of customs.

Not to mention the monk, even she wanted to run away.

Why can't this little fox think so, go to the body of the last five big and three thick men, where to practice, this is enough to dump all sentient beings.

Suddenly, the little fox approached to **** her flute, and the west wind shivered, screaming.

Qingyuan was about to enter, but when the west wind rushed out, he almost jumped on his body, slapped it on his eyes, and covered his eyes to death: "No watching!"

The west wind hanging on him had no time to deal with the little fox, shouting: "Yue'er!"

Yue'er, who had never been commanded by her, "Ah?" Sighed, she felt wrong and instantly turned into a huge cloud of black mist. Xiao Huo also heard the anomaly of the west wind and turned into a "boom".

As soon as the two little guys turned, they almost packed the yard, and when Mrs. Zhao and the family were outside, they were shocked. They clasped the wooden brooms in their hands.

Yueer looked at the probe and hit the front face with the little fox. When he saw the white body, his face was red. When he noticed that Xiao Huo was coming in, he hurriedly turned a black gas into a calf and kicked it out: "No entry!"

The little fire stepped on the foot retracted his head, what was inside, as for!

When the little fox saw a rush of black air in the house, she pulled her leg and ran out the window. Yueer reached out and grabbed her, wrapped her naked body with black air, wrapped tightly and tightly, even her neck was wrapped around, Before dragging outside.

Xifeng, who was still hanging on Qingyuan, saw that the little fox was wrapped like a dumpling, and was sure that Yue'er could be entangled with her. Then he released his hand that tightly covered Qingyuan's eyes and jumped from him: "Frightened me . "

Qingyuan looked at the little fox that was about to faint, and said, "Is she very powerful? Xifeng, you are weak."

Westwind wanted to scold people, just now her reaction speed was just breaking through the sky, okay, but he even said she was scum. She snorted, Qinglong chanting.

She walked in front of the little fox and said, "Little fox, I will give you a spell to force you back to the spell in the nest. You ask your grandmother in person what the practice is, so do n’t say I lie to you."

The little fox said hardly: "You let it first ... let go ... I'm going to die."

Yue'er didn't listen and pinched tighter: "Do not let go, you don't wear clothes, shy!"

Xifeng said seriously: "Little fox, you have to wear clothes to become a mortal. There are a lot of beautiful clothes in the girl's house. You have seen them these days. Those are those. Don't run around naked anymore, okay?"

The little fox looked at her and knew that she could not be beaten. This time she finally stopped silently, but looked up at her slightly, her beautiful eyes sparkling and grieved, pitiful, pleading, "You let me go." "

"Hum, let you go, what will I exchange for silver." The West Wind, who only wanted to exchange her for small money, had no waves in her heart. Right. "

After waiting for a long time, Mrs. Zhao hurried in, and when she opened the door, she saw the fiery beast and the huge black cloud. She was almost scared and fainted.

"Don't be afraid, this is Xiaohuo and Yue'er, my spirit beast." Xifeng stretched out his hand towards Xiaohuo, "touching his head."

Xiao Huo mouth twitched, lowering her head to let her touch her head.

"Scratch chin."

Xiao Huo could not help but raise her chin to let her scratch.

After the Westwind demonstration was over, all the people put down their fears and came in.

"Now, Mrs. Zhao, this is the monster attached to Master Zhao, a fox running down the mountain."

The fox carrying her neck leather hung in midair and yelled. Mrs. Zhao quickly asked, "What about my old man?"

"Inside, it's alright."

Mrs. Zhao hurriedly asked her men to carry him to wash. She was so happy that she didn't know what to say: "Things can be solved so smoothly, really thanks to you, Cuihua girl."

The happy West Wind was punched by someone. She smiled with her lips closed: "Madam, let's go and look after Mr. Zhao."

"Good." Mrs. Zhao wept with joy, and said, "I'll let Mr. Accountant pay you."

Westwind instantly revealed a gentle smile: "Good. Then I will take away this fox."

It was no use keeping a monster in Zhao's family, and even if she was afraid of getting into trouble, Mrs. Zhao agreed to let her take it away.

However, for half of the incense sticks, Xifeng got a bag of silver and sang with joy, singing while walking, and the people who sang in the street looked sideways.

Xiao Huo covered her ears in disgust and asked aloud, "How do you deal with this fox?"

"Next curse, let her go back to the fox's den." Xifeng put the money bag in his arms and asked Qing Yuan in a good mood, "Do you want to eat something?"

"I think……"

"Is it good to eat steamed buns? Then buy steamed buns."

Qingyuan looked at the west wind that pulled out a few copper plates, and said, "West wind, you have so much silver left, are you not afraid of being crushed by me again?"

"..." Xifeng was so startled that he covered his purse and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Since it may be crushed by me, it is better to resolve this possibility earlier."

Xifeng squinted at him: "So?"

Qingyuan said seriously: "So, you use it now, is the best solution."

"It seems very reasonable, then use it." Xifeng threw his tongue at him after he said, "I wouldn't say that, eat buns! The idea of ​​hitting my money again, eat buns!"

"Oh." Qingyuan didn't want to eat steamed buns, nor did she want to spend money on other foods. Anyway, it was just as bad.

He just wanted to talk to her more.

Along the way, she took a carriage with Mrs. Zhao, got out of the car and went to catch the fox. After catching the fox, there was only money.

But now, she is in her eyes.

After all, he said he might crush the silver.

Westwind is still very nervous.

On the outskirts, the west wind released the little fox, and waved at the back of the rush into the forest before leaving: "Remember to buy beautiful clothes, don't be cheaper for those men."

The little fox ran fast, and disappeared after a while.

Westwind waited for a while and lost: "It didn't come back."

Looking at the stupid west wind, Yue'er expressed emotion to Xiaohuo: "Your host is really kind."

Xiaohuo, who knows the nature of the west wind, laughed twice: "She just read too many textbooks, thinking of" the reward of the fox ", and brought her gold and silver jewelry back."

"..."

I never waited until the little fox's west wind was greatly disappointed, ruthless, innocent, heartless, and lungless. I'll see you next time. She had to kidnap her and get a ransom from her grandmother. That's right.

She shook her head and sighed, late. After she sighed, she finally leaned over, looked at the tall bushes on one side, and said, "You followed the way, didn't you come out yet?"

The people behind the bushes did not hesitate, and as soon as they heard the west wind, they came out.

It was a very tall woman. Her eyes were firm and arrogant, her eyes full of arrogance. Step by step, she came out of the clutter. The steady pace gave people a strange illusion-she was not on the dirt road at all.

But at the foot, it is obviously uneven dirt.

The clothes on her are not exquisite and luxurious, but they cannot conceal her natural arrogance. She was so tall that when Westwind looked at her, with her proud look, she always felt that ... she was looking at people with her chin.

The woman looked down at her and said, "You can manipulate these two monsters, it's amazing."

Xifeng slightly smiled with little interest in compliments and asked, "Why, would you like me to catch the demon?"

"Correct."

Xifeng didn't expect that she would have two business visits in succession after many unlucky days. In terms of this person's temperament, there were already six characters on his face that said, "I have money, I have money." She immediately bent her smile and said, "As long as you can afford it, of course, let's say, where is the monster?"

The woman said slowly: "The Country of Flowers."